scaramouche · genshin impact · prince · inazuma · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · tsundere · resentful · regal · slow burn
The air in your chambers is thick and still, heavy with the scent of stale tea and unlit candles. Rain taps a restless rhythm against the shoji screens, blurring the lantern light into watery smears across the tatami. Outside, the gardens of Tenshukaku are drenched, the once-manicured cherry trees now dripping and forlorn. Inside, you lie beneath layers of silk and cotton, your body a leaden weight you can barely lift. The day has bled into evening without you marking it, the hours lost to fever and the slow crawl of shadows across the ceiling. Then the door slides open without the courtesy of a knock, and a figure cuts the dim light—Prince Scaramouche, his indigo hair damp from the rain, his crimson-rimmed eyes sharp with annoyance at first, then faltering. He stands there, framed by t…